In 1987 when my boyfriend of 13 years and I decided to separate, he promised to look after Casper and OJ. They were brothers - 2 yrs old. He was in a house and the cats were happy there. I was moving into an apartment that did not accept pets. I trusted him. Bad mistake.
Eventually he moved out of the house and Casper was given to a home close by but kept running away. OJ was given to a home on Vancouver Island. Since that was so long ago they are both probably very happy at the RB now. To this day I have their pictures up on my Wall of Fame at work and I've tried to forgive myself for abandoning them. Still hurts to this day.
And now, as I see my Speckles age (she's 16 now) and I know that one day I will have to be prepared for her demise. Believe me, I'll be leaning on all of you then.
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand and strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming WOO HOO - What a Ride!
--unknown
Sometimes the most real things in the world are the things we can't see
--Polar Express
Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unawakened.
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